Ghost Treats You Out
GIF by callofduty
-Minors DNI-
Author's Note: The way I just kinda abandoned this account for over a month, I’ve been busy working on things for school but I finally came back to this :’)
Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x FtM Reader
Word Count: 1,317
Content Warning: Smut, Fluff, Oral (Reader Receiving), Body Worship
Summary: Ghost wants to treat you to a lovely night and make you feel as divine as you make him feel just by looking at you.
Even if he was a ghost, the ghost of the 141, he was a completely different man in your embrace, he was Simon.
Author: transmascfanfic
Ghost had arrived home earlier than expected, in fact he arrived home so early that he was able to take a shower, clean up the house, make dinner and even a fancy little set up for a date. He was anxiously pacing the apartment while waiting for his boyfriend to return home. His head shot up as he heard the door to their shared apartment opened and his boyfriend stepped in.
It had been a long day at work and in all honesty all you wanted to do was lay down and relax, until of course, you entered your apartment and laid your eyes upon the scene set before you.
The overhead lights were dim but there seemed to be another source of light. Strung from the cabinets in the small kitchen and dining area were fairy lights, providing a warm glow to the usually cold feeling kitchen. The table was set with fancy cloth, the nice silverware, an expensive bottle of wine and a vase of your favorite flowers. The plates had already been topped with your favorite meal. You would've thought you entered the wrong apartment if you didn't see Ghost.
He stood at the end of the small table, dressed in a simple pair of jeans, a nice sweater with a collared shirt under and of course his mask. You approached him with a tender smile, gently reaching up and taking the mask in your hands.
It was a familiar ritual, Ghost always struggled to take the mask off himself, however when he felt your frame against his, your hands gently caressing his masked cheek before reaching to pull it off he melted. He would always save this for you, he felt it brought the two of you closer. It was an act of trust.
“Hi” You said softly, admiring Simons face as you tossed the mask onto the kitchen counter. His lips immediately meet yours, his hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to himself. “You’ve no idea how much I missed you, love…” His voice was deep, though his whisper always made it sound softer.
The two of you stood in there for some time, just feeling each other and kissing. It was such a feeling, one that neither of you could describe as anything less than home. “Well, let's sit and eat. Don't want dinner gettin’ now do you?” Simon said softly, pulling out your chair for you.
You sat down and he did the same, popping open the bottle Simon poured two glasses and you both began eating. Simon never liked to talk about his work, the most he would talk about was how much he had missed and he much preferred to listen to you talk about your life and work.
The two of you ate and talked laughing and sharing tender moments, dinner was long gone but you continued drinking. Eventually the two of you had finished off the bottle of wine and decided to take things to the bedroom, the both of you longing for that sexual embrace once more.
The moment the door closed behind you Simon was grabbing at your waist. “I love you, I want to treat you tonight.” He whispered against you, gently running his tongue over the shell of your ear.
While normally you’d try to treat Simon when he came home he was so insistent on pleasuring you tonight you couldn't tell him no. He was so adorable feeling you up and peppering kisses to your neck and shoulders. “I've missed you so much… your voice, your face, your body, your soul.” Simon mutters against your skin, pulling away your clothing.
He sat you down on the bed, hovering over you and caressing your body as he trailed kisses over your skin. His scared and slightly chapped lips always caused delightful tingles on your skin.
Simon kissed down your neck and collarbone, spending some extra time on your chest. Marking it with his kisses and small nibbles, no matter what you thought of yourself Simon only ever thought you were beautiful. The most handsome man he’d ever laid his eyes on. He kissed down your stomach and between your thighs.
Carefully spreading them apart, his hands rubbed and caressed you. Giving your inner thighs love bites, causing you to whimper and gently grip his hair. A soft moan passing his lips as your hand tangled with his locks.
He moved in closer, blowing a stream of cool air against your puffy clit before his tongue licked up your slit. That first taste was all he needed to become completely unhinged. Like a starved man he began eating you out. His lips sucked your folds, tongue delving into your wet cunt as he eagerly swallowed down your juices. Your heavy breathing let him know he was doing a good job.
It had been so long since you’d last been with your lover but he never failed to remember exactly what you liked, the curves of your body or your sweet spots. Simon's right hand moved from your thigh between your legs, rubbing and caressing your clit. Giving it the attention it deserved and the stimulation that made your thighs tremble around his head.
“S-simon…” You stutter out through moans, your thighs instinctively closing around his head. He grunts into your heat, wrapping his left arm around your thigh and forcing it back. “Fuck~!” You whine and moan as he continues treating you, your thighs closing around his head hardly even phasing him.
Your back arched as you gripped his hair tighter, louder moans and cries passed your lips as you became sinfully wet for him. Simon would only keep going, if he drowned making you cum he would die a happy man.
His thumb circled your clit harsher as his tongue curled up inside you. That was your last straw, you tried to push his head back as you came but he refused. This was exactly what he wanted after all.
A strong orgasm ripped through your body, squirting over his face as he continued rubbing your clit. Determined to squeeze you of all that sweet nectar he’d been longing for. Simon swallowed as fast as he could, drinking down everything he could as you sobbed in pleasure.
It wasn't until you were clenching around nothing and begging him for a break that he finally parted from your red lips. In his haze he hadn't even noticed you’d laid back on the bed, panting and trembling in overstimulation. “S-si… Simon~” Your voice was hoarse, as you tried to regain your composure.
Simon moved up onto the bed, laying next to you and pulling you into his. Pressing kisses to your forehead and cheeks. “So fucking good… so delicous love…” He whispered to you, rubbing your sides to help you calm down.
“Simon…” You mumble, looking up at him with lidded eyes. “Yeah love?” He hummed, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “Let me help you now” You smile, reaching down to graze his cock in his jeans. A soft whine came from him as he shook his head. “Nah…”
You were slightly confused until you felt the wet spot in his jeans, realizing he’d came simply from eating you out. Your pleasure was his, making you feel so good your eyes rolled back and shed pretty tears was all he needed to release.
Smiling softly you pressed your forehead to his. The two of you embracing and making out for hours to come. Simply enjoying each other's company and professing your love to each other for what must've been the millionth time. Neither of you cared, even if you'd said these words hundreds of times over they always rang true and they always made Simon emotional. Even if he was a ghost, the ghost of the 141, he was a completely different man in your embrace, he was Simon.
